*A few days later*
As we approached our house, I ran ahead from both of my parents. I slowly walked over to our garden. I looked at the green grass as I felt a cool breeze of air. I sighed, knowing that if my baby was here we'd both be enjoying the fresh summer air. I walked over to the bench beautifully decorated with flowers and ribbons- one of my mum's 'fine' art. As I looked up at the bright blue sky, with hardly any clouds the sun blindened my eyes. I felt a tear slowly forming from one of the corners of my eye. This was yet, another excuse I could use to say why I was crying. It dropped to my cheek then slowly rolled down to my chin. I wiped it and looked at my wet hands covered in splashes of tears. My mascara had run. As I looked back down on the ground, I placed both my legs up on the bench and curled up into a small ball. More tears ran down my eyes, but I was quiet. I didn't want people to ask why I was crying. Not many people know that I have lost my baby. I mumbled to myself, 'Why me? Out of everybody in this damn world, it has to be me?' As I looked up, I placed my feet back down on the ground. I wiped the tears and at the corner of my eye, I noticed something glimmering against the sun light. I raised my eyebrow as I slowly got up and tip-toed to it. I noticed it was a diamond ring. I examined the ring and saw the engraved 'A♡L-Eternity' It was the ring that Luke got me. It was our engagement ring. I rolled my eyes and stood up. I walked over to a green bin and threw the ring in it. I rolled my eyes, 'Eternity? Yeah right.'
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A Love Story
Teen Fiction'A Love Story' is basically 'Double Trouble 3' Our story is about Alice Jones, she is the daughter of Abbie and Ian Jones. Here she tells us her love story with Luke Taylor, the son of Sarah and Ashley Taylor. Alice and Luke used to go out when they...
